It was a cold sunny day. Through the window panes, sunbeams were shining on my face, warming my cold expression. Soft winds filled the silence of the empty hospital room. Lying on the bed, sitting up towards the sunlight, peace streamed through my body giving me warm flutters on my skin. It felt like this moment could last forever, that nothing could ever take this feeling away. Oh, how I wished I could bath myself in this sensation, waking up with soft kisses of the sun and moving my body with the subtle wind.

*knock* *knock*

Doc. Feng: "Good morning Neoma, how are you feeling today?"

Neoma: "Like always."

Doc. Feng: "Does it hurt somewhere?"

Neoma: "No."

The Doctor let out a small sigh, wrinkling his eyebrows followed with a pitiful face staring down at me.

'How much free time does he have? I thought he's the head doctor? He should send a nurse and not visit me himself.'

He's been visiting me every morning and we have been reciting this script-like dialogue since my mom's visit. Every time he has that disgusting look on his face, full of pity for me like I'm some helpless creature. How I'd like to punch that look out of his face.

Doc. Feng: "Well, if there's nothing new, then I would like to introduce someone to you. You can come in!"

With a creak, the door slowly opens. Paced and hesitant steps fill the quiet room. A boy not much older then I am it seems, hastily fills the empty side of the Doctor. His finger fiddling with each other and his eyes hiding beneath his black hair. Looking closely I notice small bruises throughout his body, starting with a band-aid on his face, a white patch on his left neck and bandages around his finger. Due to his black sweater, I couldn't see more but I'm sure those bruises wouldn't stop showing just because they're under his clothes.

Doc. Feng: "Neoma, this is Lucien. He was the one who found you on the coast. Well then, I'll leave you two alone."

He quickly exited the room as not to disturb the both of us. After hearing the click of the door, the boy in front of my bed took one step closer towards me. A gust of wind rustled through the room, swaying his hair to the side of his face. Sunbeams hit his now exposed face, dazzling his eyes. Illuminating amethysts pierce into mine, leaving me in dazed. With the second gust of wind, the smell of lavender fills the room and the white curtain sways in between of us, barricading my field of view and snapping me back into reality, thus preventing me from further fall into his deep lilac eyes. It was those captivating eyes I have always longed for, those were the colour I have reached for in my dreams. The person who is now standing in front of me, he is the person I have all so yearned to meet.

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He takes further steps in my direction. The beeping from the ECG-Monitor fastens. Now he stands at the side of my bed, slowly leaning down on me. Blood rushes through my veins as his face grows closer in my view. His pale hand reaches to my cheek. I feel them redden and shut my eyes tight. His hand lightly strokes my cheek but sweeps up. The beeping fastens to the point where you can't almost hear the pauses in between. Warm fingers caress my temple as he strokes a strand of my coffee black hair out of my face tucking it behind my ear and revealing a wound on my forehead. The warmth of his gentle fingers fades from my skin but without leaving a hot imprint where he touched my skin. Slowly I open my eyes to see the most beautiful man my eyes have ever laid upon. His soft expression of relief starts to calm me down and the beeping steadily goes back to its initial pace. A mellow smile appears on his face uttering the words:

"I hope that it won't scar."

.・゜゜・✧༺☾༻∞ ◦ ❈ ◦∞༺☽༻✧・゜゜・．

'What just happened? This was not the outcome I expected from such actions.'

I was taken back from the sweet fantasy I have just experienced. I might have just met him but this setting was usually the moment where the ML kisses the protagonist after both falling in love at first sight.

'Years of romance-trope academy wasted.'

With a perplexed face, I watch him rummaging inside his jacket's right pocket, only to take out a piece of wrapped candy. He stretches out his right hand towards me and my gaze switches between the candy and his eyes indicating that I should take it. I take the piece of candy from his hand slowly, not because I was hesitant from taking candy from a stranger -which by the way, you shouldn't do children - but because I was startled from his offer. The candy now in my possession, his eyebrows start to wrinkle with a kind of eager squint.

'Does he want me to eat this?'

I open the pink wrapper revealing a cotton candy-coloured sweet inside and place it in my mouth. It not only has the colour of cotton candy but even tastes like it. A smile crept onto my lips as I tasted the candy's delighted sweetness and a bright smile forms on the lips of the boy standing in front of me. As his eyes started to sparkle, he starts to rummage in his other pocket and proceeds to take out every candy he has left in it and gives them to me. Without a second thought, I form my hands into a bowl-like shape and he fills it with the little wrapped sugary.

'I don't really have a sweet tooth but if eating sweets meant seeing this cute face of someone so gorgeous, then maybe I'll have to change my taste palette.'

I find myself smiling genuinely for the first time since my last performance and even though it was odd, I didn't hate this sensation. I held out my hand to shake with his and with a slight uncertainty he reached out.

Neoma: "Lucien, right? I'm Neoma. Nice to meet you."